But the black and white wolves are no better, Hei Feng is using the secret method to restore himself to the peak, at this time the secret method time has passed, his breath is sluggish, his spiritual power has collapsed, and his right arm is drooping, it has been completely broken, and there is a blood hole in the chest that is transparent from front to back, and the blood is gushing, shocking.

At this time, he was at a point of near death, and his breath was extremely weak.

Bai Yu is no better, the big red dress was cut into a beggar's suit, sloppy hanging on his body, the white and tender hands have turned into a pair of bloody hands, the cloak is scattered, the breath is disordered, the facial features are constantly bleeding outward, the whole person is standing there, crumbling, there is a possibility of falling at any time.

"Kill!"

The three of them shouted at the same time, fighting together again, without superfluous movements, without a trace of reservation, all three of them were desperate, all trying to kill each other.

Burst!

With a twist of his right wrist, Yechen slashed off Black Wind's right arm with a sword, and with a bang, he kicked Black Wind away.

While!

He swirled with his left hand, and with a horizontal ancient sword, he cast a shield sword, blocking Bai Yu's furious punch, and at the same time, he kicked out, kicked her in the abdomen, and kicked her away.

"Die!"

He kicked his legs, like a meteor across the sky, flying towards Bai Yu in the upside-down flight, and at the same time struck out with two swords, cutting off her head under Bai Yu's frightened and unwilling gaze.

Bang!

The white rain fell to the ground and turned into its original form, it was a red and white thunder wolf, and his death was miserable!

"It's your turn!" Yechen didn't even look at Bai Yu, turned around and walked towards the black wind, one blood mark at a time, the speed was very slow, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring!

Rumble!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and there was a thunderous roar in the mountains and forests in the distance, followed by wolf howls one after another, the momentum was huge and deafening!

In the next moment, a group of thunderwolves rushed from a distance, and where they passed, trees flew sideways, weeds disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, they were a hundred feet away from the night!

They have a violent breath and fierce momentum, and they still maintain a good formation between running, like soldiers rushing to the battlefield, orderly, and there are strange fluctuations around them, which belong to the fluctuations of the formation, and Yechen recognizes them at a glance.

"Ant, you're dead!" Hei Feng struggled to get up, his body was in tatters, his breath was reduced to a minimum, and the whole person staggered, and there was a possibility of falling again at any time.

"I don't know if you're going to die or not, but I know you're going to die!" Yechen no longer paid attention to the pack of thunderwolves, and continued to walk towards the black wind, who must slay the black wind before the wolves arrived.

"You want to kill me, dream!" Black Wind glanced up at the Thunder Wolves who were close at hand, and his eyes flashed with a fierce color.

Airplanes!

At this moment, his body erupted with a dazzling ghostly light, sacred and noble, with the breath of life, he once again cast a secret method, at the cost of his life, to restore himself to a short-term peak state.

"Mole ant, I remember you, the next time we meet, I will take your head!" Black Wind stood not far away, shrouded in a ghostly light, and his breath was recovering rapidly.

"You want to escape!" Yechen's eyes condensed, forcibly operated the Yuan Force, and slashed out with a sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, blooming with dazzling golden light, and slashing towards the black wind.

Rumble!

The mountain stone shattered, the sand flew away the stones, and the sharp sword qi directly tore and crushed the black wind, but in the next moment, Yechen raised his eyebrows slightly, and the black wind had already fled, and what he had cut was nothing more than a phantom left by the black wind in place.

Not only that, but he also found that Black Wind's broken arm had also disappeared!

"It's a pity!" Yechen shook his head helplessly, it was indeed a pity that he couldn't kill Hei Feng, but it wasn't a big deal, he dared to come next time, and he slashed it with a sword.

"The black and white wolves teamed up to fight the enemy, and as a result, one died and one was seriously injured and fled, if this kind of record is spread, it will definitely shock countless jaws, and it is estimated that even those old monsters will be shocked to come out of the customs one after another!" Tang Xin looked at Yechen with a smile, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that her decision was wise and martial.

Accept such a demon and take it out, her face is full of light!

"When the wolf comes, he is destined to be torn apart and devoured by the wolves, and there will be no corpse to die!" Tang Yishao looked at the thunder wolves that were rushing wildly, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

They are the pro-army of the Thunderwolf King, they are not afraid of life and death, just like the dead soldiers of mankind, with only killing and destruction in their eyes!

Although each thunder wolf only had the strength of the peak of the third order, when they attacked in groups, the Psychic Realm martial artists would retreat, and even he would feel extremely pressured.

He had seen with his own eyes that this group of thunder wolves had killed a martial artist in the late stage of the psychic realm, and the scene was extremely tragic, and now that he thought about it, his scalp was numb and his heart palpitated.

Now they have their eyes on Yechen, and in his opinion, Yechen is dead and alive!

"Brother, you should make a move this time!" Tang Xin woke up from her fantasy, stared at Tang Yishao, and asked him to rescue Yechen.

"Our Tang family is a businessman, don't do unprofitable business, don't even think about it!" Tang Yishao directly ignored Tang Xin's aggrieved expression and said lightly.

"Okay, Tang Yishao, talk to me about interests now! Okay, the news I have revealed to you over the years has to be 800 if not 1,000, and you will be given a discount according to the market price, a 100,000 dragon coin, pay now, otherwise the profits will roll, don't think about repaying the debt, grandpa will help me make the decision! ”

Tang Xin glanced at Tang Yishao, rolled up her sleeves and ran towards Yechen, and shouted, "If you don't save it, I'll save it myself!" ”

"Come back!" Tang Yishao reached out and lifted Tang Xin up directly, no matter how she struggled, he just wouldn't let go, as for the money Tang Xin said, he was selectively deaf, so he didn't hear it.

"Tang Yishao, you are shameless, you are the biggest villain in the world, let me go......" Tang Xin struggled and scolded angrily.

Rumble!

The thunder wolves rushed wildly, reaching the distance of the night in the blink of an eye, roaring, their fangs emitting a cold light, making the already tragic atmosphere even more bleak, with an indescribable gloom.

Yechen turned around, holding two swords in both hands, standing there, staring at the wolves like an emperor, and his body naturally exuded an inexplicable might, like a dragon and like a heavenly might, shocking.

Behind him, the starry sky was gorgeous, the stars were turning, and the ancestral dragon hovered among the stars, wrapped in starlight, like the master of the starry sky, looking down on all beings indifferently.

At this moment, Yechen urged the power of his divine soul to the extreme, swallowing mountains and rivers in anger, majestic and majestic, making the running thunderwolves stunned and roared again and again.

Even though they lost consciousness and had only destruction and killing in their eyes, the terror from the bloodline still made them tremble, and the originally neat queue was completely chaotic at this moment, and with it, the formation fluctuations disappeared.

At this time, this group of thunder wolves is nothing more than a rabble, weak in combat power, and vulnerable.

"Poof!"

Yechen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was even more defeated, he first forcibly used the Yuan Force to kill Hei Feng, and at this moment, he recklessly urged the power of the divine soul, it can be said that he was already injured and injured, and he was extremely weak.

But he knew that he couldn't fall, because Xixi was still far away, and he had to kill this group of thunderwolves in the shortest possible time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Whew!"

Yechen slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, temporarily suppressing the churning blood, and the next moment, he waved his hands, and the two swords drew the Dao Yuan force line in the air, the starlight was bright, intertwined into a cumbersome texture of heaven and earth!

Rumble!

An inexplicable aura rose into the sky, the void shook, the wind and clouds changed color, the light disappeared, darkness fell, and the area fell into darkness all at once.

"Controlling heaven and earth, this is not something that only a martial artist of the Imperial Spirit Realm can do, why can he do it so much as a martial artist of the Second Transformation Condensing Yuan Realm!" Tang Yishao is not calm at all!

Although Yechen's victory over the black and white wolves was incredible, as far as he knew, it was not that no one could do this, at least in his cognition, the Holy City War was not necessarily weaker than Yechen when he was young.

But a Condensing Yuan Realm martial artist can unleash the ability of a Royal Spirit Realm martial artist, which is unacceptable!

You must know that the Imperial Spirit Realm and the Psychic Realm are different, and the gap cannot be described by heaven and earth at all, because these two no longer belong to the same dimensional existence.

If a psychic realm martial artist can kill a hundred peak martial artists of the Ning Yuan Realm, then a martial artist of the Imperial Spirit Realm can kill 10,000 psychic realm martial artists, and the level of this gap is as terrifying as a newborn baby facing a strong young man, no matter how he fights, he can't fight at all.

Therefore, in the world of martial arts, there are really very few strong people in the Imperial Spirit Realm, and they are rare, and each of them is a big man who coerces one side.

Because of this, it is really very difficult to break through to the Imperial Spirit Realm, it is difficult to reach the sky, and many people with extreme talent are stuck in this hurdle and cannot be overcome.

Even those who possess the Heavenly Vein and the Divine Vein, there are many people who will not be able to break through the Imperial Spirit Realm until they die.

But Yechen, a Condensing Yuan Realm martial artist can touch the realm of the Imperial Spirit Realm, this kind of thing is not so much unacceptable, but rather that they can't accept this gap at all.

Tang Yishao's face was pale, and he was even a little resentful, people would really die if they were better than people.

"Tang Yishao, when I subdue this demon, see how I clean you up!" Tang Xin gloated and said that the stronger Yechen was, the happier she was.

"Poof!"

When the two were arguing, Yechen opened his mouth again and spit out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled and staggered, and the whole person was already weak to the extreme!

Sonor!

Finally, Yechen couldn't support it anymore, his legs went limp, he staggered back, and then barely stood with his double sword.

With a bang, the cumbersome texture of heaven and earth collapsed instantly, and then the darkness receded, and the sky returned to clarity again, not only that, but the vision behind Yechen also disappeared at this moment.

"Ahem......" He kept coughing up blood, his face was like a blank piece of paper, miserable and terrifying, and at the same time, the wounds on his body were torn again, blood gushed out, and his vitality was declining rapidly.

"I can't fall, I'm going to protect everyone!"

Yechen struggled to straighten his body, frantically running the Star Spirit Transformation Dragon Technique, his arms slowly raised, and his sword pointed at the Thunder Wolves, he couldn't fall, he could fight again.

The autumn wind is bleak, the clouds are faint and the light is weak, and a sense of desolation arises spontaneously.

Tang Yishao and Tang Xin were stunned, their faces were serious, they had seen a lot, but they had never seen such a resolute teenager, they were all dying, but they still refused to fall.

What is it that is sustaining him and making him rather die than give in?

They were silent, not knowing how to express their feelings at the moment, especially Tang Xin, she no longer shouted to save Yechen, she felt that if she made a move at this moment, it would be an insult to Yechen.

A warrior deserves to die on the battlefield!